Chapters:

She could see her breath as clear as light in the shadows of
death. The cold wrapped around her and a dark forest was
surrounding the she-wolf.

Hera is her name. Her fur was a muddy brown with a white
underbelly and a darker brown stripe ran from her muzzle to tail
tip. Her eyes were the color of heather and her position was
awkwardly laying down on the hard, forest floor. Her paws
stretched out in front of her and her mouth was open. She was so
thin her skeleton was nearly visible under her thick coat.

"Where am I?" She thought. "What am I? Why am I here?" Death has
beated her to memory and she felt as if she wasnt alive at all.
It felt as if she was the first thing created on earth. Suddenly
she could see a picture of her and the beast. His giant claws and
breath that smelled of fish entered her body as blood streamed
onto the snow, staining it a deadly red.

"Oh," she thought again. "I remember now..."

Those horrid red eyes clouded her mind. Its silky black fur
marked it's dark heart. It's face expression marked it's inside
demon. Strong front paws and long black claws proved that not
even the strongest pack could free the world from it's greed and
hatred.

Something clearer moved against the forest of death. Its fur
glitering like stars. Another wolf. It was a young male with a
grey pelt. Black covered his toes and muzzle. Like his mother's,
his eyes were the color of heather.

After what felt like days, Hera found her voice. "My son..."

The male narrowed his eyes, anger and pity flashed inside them
and his fur bristled. "Never call me that, You are no mother of
mine."

Hera didn't know what to say. "If you won't do this for me, do it
for your sister. He will sniff her out soon enough. You must do
something. Guide her..."

"Your'e just the same," he snapped. "If you havent wandered into
his heart your daughter would still be okay and none of this
would be happening!"

Hera couldn't move anything but her eyes and muzzle, which was
terribly scared. "Please, Stone..."

"For Sara only, never for you," he snarled.

"Thank you..." She whispered.

Stone was gone and she knew he would never come back. Her heart
ached for her son and a tear ran down her cheek. She knew what
had to be done, for the sake of everyone and everything.

Pain clenched at every part of her weak body. Blood stained her
fur as she felt as if she was being crushed. She was growing
smaller. Spikes of bone and flesh pokes at her back and her eyes
changed from beautifull heather to a blood red. Her teeth became
sharper and blood ran down from her mouth to her chin. She felt
different. She felt pain yet amazing. Before her last breath, she
forsed herself a twisted grin and her eyes were filled with
Blood. Her spirit was gone forever.